A Tiny Bit Marvellous
Mar. 2nd, 2011 08:30 pmTitle: A Tiny Bit Marvellous
Author: missthingsplace
Parings/Characters: Jack/Ianto
Disclaimer: I don't own Torchwood or any of the characters ... unfortunately.
Summary: With the two of them alone in the archives anything could happen.
Spoilers: No, set pre-series 1
Warnings: None
Rating: PG13
A/N: This came to me this evening while taking a very long bath. The title is stolen from Dawn French and her book of the same name.
Ianto heard Jack's voice softly say his name from behind him and turned to see the Captain standing barely a foot away.
“Can I help you Sir?” Ianto asked, trying not to catch the older man's eye.
Jack took a small step forwards, closing the space before them and spoke.
“How's it going? Down here in the archives I mean?” Jack asked him. “I know they are a mess, are you able to make any sense of them.”
Ianto tried to ignore the warm feel of the Captains breath ghosting across his chin, his lips.
“A mess is a huge understatement Sir, but I am beginning to get them into some kind of order,” Ianto answered. “the alphabet is really rather simple.”
Jack chuckled softly and lifted his hand, his fingertips ghosting down the younger man's arm.
“I knew you were the man for the task,” Jack said quietly. “but how about you Ianto, do you feel like you are settling in with the rest of the team?”
Ianto cocked an eyebrow at the Captain. “For the most part Sir.”
“Feel free to come to me of Owen pisses you off just one to often,” Jack offered.
“I'm a big boy now Sir, I can handle to the likes of our doctor,” Ianto retorted with a small snort.
“Are you now?” Jack murmured, moving even closer to the other man, their bodies almost touching and lifted his hand from where it rested on Ianto's arm and stroked his fingers down the soft skin of his cheek.
“Yes Sir,” Ianto replied, his voice barely above a whisper. On the one hand he wanted to push the Captain out of his personal space on the other he didn't want the moment to ever stop.
Without saying another word Jack lent forwards and brushed a soft kiss to the younger man's lips, then pulled back to gauge his his reaction. When Ianto didn't protest or push him away, just stood there looking a little scared and more than a little excited with a blush creeping over his face Jack lent forwards again and pressed another kiss to the soft lips, lingering a little longer before pulling back again.
Ianto nodded to Jack's unspoken words.
The Captain raised his other hand, both of them cupping the younger man's face gently, their eyes not breaking contact until Jack's lips were on Ianto and kissing his softly. Letting his eyelids flutter closed Ianto couldn't help the soft moan that escaped his lips, parting them slightly when he felt the older man's tongue teasing his lips and giving in completely he succumbed to the kiss.
Jack's tongue slipped easily between Ianto's lips and into the warm moist heat of his mouth, he took his time to slowly map out every inch of it with the tip of his tongue. He ran it over the younger man's teeth before venturing further and then when he teased the roof of his mouth Jack felt Ianto shiver with excitement.
Ianto's arms wrapped tightly around Jack's waist, unconsciously pulling the Captain tightly into his brace while Jack's hands moved to the back of his head. The kiss was now leaving the realms of tentative and exploitative, their lips clashing together almost violently as the kiss intensified with Ianto now participating fully as their tongues tangled and battled for dominance.
Their teeth clashed almost painfully in their attempt to seemingly devour each other, Jack's fingers tangling in Ianto's hair and pulling on the strands while Ianto's hands raked over the Captains shirt clad back until they found their lips parting as they gasped for much needed oxygen, Jack resting his forehead on the younger man's as they both gained their composure.
“Okay?” Jack asked still rather breathlessly a few minutes later.
“Yep,” Ianto murmured back, not sure what to do next.
“I should get back to my work,” Jack said reluctantly, moving barely an inch backwards.
“Yes Sir,” Ianto agreed, dropping his arms to his side and releasing the older man from his embrace.
Jack turned and took a few steps away before turning to look at the younger man, who was still standing where he'd left him moment before.
“Ianto, if I've read the signals wrong, if ...” Jack began.
“It's fine Sir,” Ianto assured him and turned and walked in the opposite direction so that Jack couldn't see the small smile on his face and once Jack's footsteps receded into the distance he added quietly to himself. “And a tiny bit marvellous.”
The End.
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